Chapter 757: When the Child is Quiet, Mischief is Certainly Going On

Justin Battleson took the coat from Charlotte Thompson's hand and hung it nearby before saying, "They're probably playing in their rooms."

Jordan Thompson, who was sat on the sofa munching on chips making crunching noises, spoke somewhat indistinctly.

"Yes, all those little rascals are in their rooms."

As he was about to say something to Charlotte Thompson, Cyrus Thompson thumpingly ran down the stairs and went straight to Jordan Thompson's front.

"Uncle, you've been sneaking my snacks again!"

Jordan's response was to adeptly sidestep Cyrus, then he teasingly held the bag of chips up high.

"How can a scholar's actions be considered stealing? The snacks were laid opportune on the coffee table, they just made their way into my mouth."

Jordan's justification was so rational that Cyrus couldn't help but inflate his cheeks in frustration.

In the end, Jordan had a very aggrieved expression on his face.